| lyric | 1. The puncher being tired, oh this is what he said.
„Do yoou have a candle to light my way to bed?“
She showed him up to bed and thinking it no harm
Jumped in right beside him to keep the cowboy warm.
2, Early in the morning the puncher he arose,
And filled her apron pockets with silver and with gold.
“With silver in your pocket and gold in your purse,
If you get into trouble you can hire you a nurse.”
3. “Oh, ifit’s a girl, pat her curly head
And remember the night when you went with me to bed.
Yes, ifit’s a daughter, bounce her on your knee,
And tell her of her daddy who is far at the prairie.”
4. “And ifit’s a boy, call him Willy Lee,
And when he’s twenty-one you can send him o’er to me.
With his boots and his chaps and his leather saddle new,
I’ll make him punch cowsjust like his daddy used to do.” |